You claim to hate Me, little “hate-stroker” but I know your secret. There is such a fine line between love and hate, and this “hate” you have for Me just fuels your addiction even more. You’re always checking My pages, edging to My money, growth, and success. You spend time complaining about how easy women like Me have it, and how UNFAIR life is that you have to work so hard to get My while I flourish effortlessly. The truth is that you don’t actually hate Me, you’re in love with Me. You’re consumed by Me. You wish you could be Me, but you know you’ll never get anywhere close so you just hate jerk yourself stupid, spend all your hard earned money, and then blame ME when the regret and consequences, but the one you really hate…. is yourself.
